Company's coming, and i know they have a salad with every dinner. But when i peruse the vegetable section at the food co-op, i see that all the lettuces come from California. The cabbage, however, comes from 10 miles away. In my spotty attempt to be a localvore, i buy the cabbage and leave the petroleum-driven lettuce alone.
Fortunately, my 12-year-old granddaughter is game for the challenge of cabbage salad. She chops and dices, and makes her own salad dressing. Yes, there's a yellow pepper from Holland in the mix. What can i say?
The voluntary simplicity of localvoring can feel like insufficiency or it can feel like a challenge to our curiosity and creativity.
"I don't have enough" vs. "I wonder how we can make this work."
The cabbage salad is beautiful and tasty.